Dr. Wilson: Cuddy will be home from work in six hours. But no big deal. I'll just scream, "Look over there," while you quickly shove a scope up her daughter's rectum.House: I could offer to baby-sit again, let her have the night out.Dr. Wilson: Sure. That won't raise any suspicions.House: I wish I was nicer.

House: Yeah. I have to avoid this problem. If I can restrict our interactions to places where neither of us are wearing pants.Dr. Wilson: Yeah, that's not avoiding the problem, it's avoiding the issue.House: Since avoidance is my plan for dealing with the issue, technically, that's not avoiding it. Thanks.

Dr. Cuddy: It's time for our meeting in Human Resources.House: Hmmm. Human Resources. Now why would I need to go to Human Resources?Dr. Wilson: House, you've been to Human Resources 74 times in the last six weeks.

Dr. Wilson: I was telling a 39-year-old woman that she has breast cancer.House: No, you weren't.Dr. Wilson: How do you know?House: Because if you were, you'd need to see the pain in her eyes so she could see the concern in yours.